bookrandom Chapter 159 Breaking Through the Encirclement and the Mysterious Truth
Chapter 159 Breaking Through the Encirclement and the Mysterious Truth
Inside the stone house, led by Huanmo, the group rushed towards the direction where the flames were weaker. The surrounding black lava, like a menacing demon, surged and roared relentlessly, the scorching heat waves almost suffocating them. Rocks rained down like bullets, each carrying enough force to be deadly. The dark shadows behind them pursued relentlessly like phantoms, emitting chilling howls.
Despite his injured shoulder, with blood staining half his body, Huanmo's eyes remained resolute. "Everyone, stay close to me! Don't fall behind!" he shouted, swinging his sword to shatter the approaching rocks. Each swing brought a sharp pain to his shoulder, but he gritted his teeth and endured it, his mind filled with only one belief: "I must lead everyone out of here."
Wanru followed closely behind Huanmo, the melody played on her jade flute growing increasingly urgent. Her eyes held a mixture of tension and determination. "We can't stop here. We must succeed." Spiritual energy blades shot backward relentlessly, attempting to halt the shadowy figures' pursuit. However, the shadowy figures seemed enraged; they charged forward recklessly, completely disregarding the cutting energy blades.
Ling'er's face turned bright red. She clutched the book tightly in one hand and tugged at Wanru's sleeve with the other. "Sister Wanru, I'm so scared, but I'll hold on." She struggled to maintain her shield, which teetered on the brink of collapse under the combined impact of the lava and the shadows. She gritted her teeth and persevered, refusing to let fear take over her heart.
The woman in white focused intently on the changes in the flames' power, while simultaneously using her zither music to disrupt the shadowy figure's movements. Her brow was furrowed, and her eyes revealed a hint of weariness, but even more so, a resolute determination. "The power of the flames is still weakening; we must speed up," she shouted to the others, her fingers dancing across the zither, spiritual energy surging towards the shadowy figure like a tidal wave.
As the group struggled forward, a high wall formed of black lava suddenly appeared ahead, blocking their path. The lava churned and flowed continuously, radiating a chillingly high temperature.
"What should we do?" Wanru asked anxiously, a hint of despair flashing in her eyes.
Huanmo looked at the lava wall, feeling somewhat troubled, but he quickly calmed down. "Don't panic, everyone, let's think of a way together." His eyes searched the surroundings, trying to find a way to break through the lava wall.
Just then, Ling'er suddenly exclaimed, "Brother Huanmo, look, the lava over there seems to be flowing more slowly." Everyone looked in the direction she pointed and indeed saw a small area of lava flowing relatively slowly on one side of the lava wall.
Huanmo's heart stirred, and he said, "Perhaps we can break through from there. Wanru, use your wind blades to disperse the lava there. White-clad girl, use your zither music to stabilize the surrounding spiritual energy and prevent the lava from gathering again. Ling'er, maintain the shield and protect everyone."
Everyone quickly acted according to Huanmo's instructions. Wanru took a deep breath, channeled her spiritual power into her jade flute, and blew out a powerful wind blade, shooting it towards the lava. The wind blade, like a sharp blade, sliced through the lava, revealing a brief opening.
The woman in white then played the guqin. The melodious music contained powerful spiritual energy, stabilizing the surrounding spiritual energy fluctuations and preventing the magma from closing up again.
Huanmo seized the opportunity and shouted, "Charge!" He took the lead and rushed toward the gap, followed closely by Wanru, Ling'er, and the woman in white.
However, just as they were about to break through the lava wall, the shadowy figures behind them suddenly accelerated, and one of them leaped forward, thrusting its sharp blade toward Huanmo.
Huanmo sensed the attack from behind and tried to dodge, but it was too late. At that critical moment, Wanru turned around and used her jade flute to block the shadowy figure's blade. "Huanmo, run!" she shouted, spiritual energy surging from the jade flute and repelling the shadowy figure.
Huanmo felt a warmth in his heart and quickly led everyone through the lava wall.
After passing through the wall of lava, they found that the flames ahead were indeed thinner, and at the end of the flames appeared a portal emitting a faint light. The portal was covered with mysterious runes, which flickered with an eerie light, as if beckoning to the group.
"What is that?" Ling'er asked curiously.
Huanmo stared at the door, his heart filled with doubt and anticipation. "Perhaps this is the key to leaving this place, or it may hold the truth to unravel all the mysteries."
Just as everyone was about to head towards the door, the mysterious voice rang out again, this time tinged with panic and anger. "You cannot go there, or you will never be able to bear the consequences!"
What lies hidden behind this mysterious door? What does the warning from that enigmatic voice mean? After overcoming numerous hardships and dangers, will the group be able to successfully pass through the door and uncover the final secret of the stone house? Everything remains uncertain; danger and hope continue to intertwine on their path...